"Hey, why didn't you notify me when you got rich?"
Chang Dao Liu said with strange Qi.
While Chang Dao Liu was speaking, he took the bag from Tang Ping's hand and opened it to see that it was full of ghost rice.
"Where did the money come from?" Changdao Liu looked playfully.
Tang Ping felt murderous intent in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.
Instead, his eyes flickered, deliberately pretending to be panicked as the secret was discovered.
"The villain caught two foxes with a trap, so he sold some furs."
"Why don't you turn it in?"
Although Changdao Liu didn't like this thing, this kind of secretive attitude made him feel uncomfortable.
None of them are afraid of death unless they get into his hands.
"My lord has misunderstood. I will hand it in when I get back."
Changdao Liu put his arm around Tang Ping's shoulder and said with a ferocious smile:
"The things are confiscated. This is the last chance. If you dare to hide things privately next time, oh no, there will be no next time. Do you understand?"
This market is also the territory of the boss Heimugui. The stewards guarding the market and himself are not dealing with each other. Changdao Liu has given up on teaching Tang Ping here for the time being.
He has further plans.
Tang Ping was "scared" and left quickly.
Mrs. Cui originally wanted to come out to rescue the siege, but she felt relieved when she saw Tang Ping An left.
At this time, Changdao Liu walked towards the food shop and asked, "What did that boy exchange for?"
Lady Cui thought about it carefully, smiled brightly, and said:
"Master Liu, long time no see, why are you so concerned about that boy? I don't know what luck this boy had, and he caught two miscellaneous foxes. Unfortunately, his craftsmanship was not good, and there were many holes. He didn't know how to collect the fox blood, otherwise he could still sell it. Good price.”
Just as she was talking, Mrs. Cui took out the fox skin and took a look at it with her long knife. Sure enough, the method of removing the skin was crude and not comparable to that of the hunters.
Could it be just luck?
Changdao Liu was not very interested, but he still had to observe for a few days and fish for big fish in the long run. This was also the purpose of letting Tang Ping leave.
Don't let go of any anomalies or opportunities.
If it were before, he might have dragged Tang Ping out and beheaded him, but now that the situation was tense, he couldn't care so much.
After that, Changdao Liu walked out of the market, and a paper horse and four paper figures flew out of his sleeves.
Paper men and horses rise in the wind.
Da da da……
Under the protection of the paper man, Changdao Liu quickly left.
Now the boss of Black Wood Ghost and Centipede are fighting fiercely. Colleagues are often intercepted and killed on the way, so he has to be careful.
Sanjing, under the jurisdiction of Tang Shen, is a relatively loose force.
Black Wood Ghost and Centipede are one of the forces that have joined. Perhaps because their territories are similar, the two generals have never dealt with them.
The world of Yang is different from the world of Hades.
There is an emphasis on order in the underworld, and the two ghosts perform their duties in Tang Shen's dojo in the underworld, which does not prevent the forces from both sides from fighting to the death in the underworld.
Tang Shen will not care about this, as long as the benefits of handing over are enough,
The matter between the Black Wood Ghost and Centipede is not over yet, and it is normal for both sides to send people to each other to cause trouble in their respective territories.
Tang Ping returned home empty-handed.
"Liu will die with a long sword!"
Tang Ping's expression was gloomy, and the murderous intent in his eyes could no longer be maintained.
This guy is too greedy and has seriously affected his hidden plan. What's more, this guy is targeting him like a dog-skin plaster.
He received 60% to 70% of the 40% tax. He also specifically asked Mrs. Cui, but other managers only received 40%.
Judging from this person's personality, it is estimated that he will have to observe himself for a while.
This is the right time to kill him.
Rather than letting danger come to your doorstep, it’s better to proactively address it.
There are often wars outside now, and there are probably many enemies of Changdao Liu. No matter how suspicious others are, they can't doubt him as a farmer.
After using Chang Dao Liu's move last time, Tang Ping was confident that he could defeat it through the will-o'-the-wisp technique.
But Chang Dao Liu is an evil spirit. The evil spirit can fly and pass through walls. It must be killed with one strike.
If you are within the range of the banyan tree, you can easily kill it instantly, but it will easily expose yourself.
"Take your time, hide it for a while."
Be more stable during this time.
There was a little bit of dried meat and ghost mud left under the bed, enough to last for a while.
As time goes by, he will become stronger and stronger, and Chang Dao Liu is not without flaws.
During the following period, Tang Ping devoted himself to practicing magic.
The techniques of controlling wood, will-o'-the-wisp, and covering the moon are becoming increasingly popular.
The yin energy in the body is also increasing.
At the same time, through the banyan tree, I discovered that there was a paper figure hidden on a branch not far away. It was about the size of a palm and should be responsible for monitoring my activities.
"Yes!"
An idea flashed in Tang Ping's mind.
My thoughts enter the banyan tree, and there are words in my heart.
"I obey my decree, and my orders come as they come; thousands of trees listen to them, and thunder obeys them."
I saw a palm-sized wooden sign floating on the trunk of the banyan tree. Different from other wooden signs, the wooden sign was wrapped in green-brown bark, as if it was naturally generated.
The crooked natural lines on the wooden sign write the address of the mountain ghost market, and a message is recorded on the back: on the fifteenth day of the full moon, the treasures illuminate the cliff wall of the mountain stream - the twentieth king of the Jing Kingdom stayed there for seven years (two hundred years ago), in the tomb Two Thousand Stones.
The wooden sign in Lao Zhang's room can't deceive such ghosts, so he might as well modify it a little. The material and texture make it look like it was written by someone with advanced magic skills.
Half of the wooden sign is embedded in the trunk of the tree, and it seems to be wrapped by the growing banyan tree.
One day, a few leaves fell from beside the paper man.
Changdao Liu, who was focusing on the paper man, noticed this. At this time, his eyes focused on the wooden sign.
The fish is hooked.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a dark house with white walls and black tiles.
Changdao Liu looked at the wooden sign in his hand and pondered.
It's so old that it grows together with the banyan tree. It doesn't look fake. The mountain stream ghost market recorded above is also an old ghost market that is more than two hundred years old. It gathers all kinds of ghosts, ghosts and snake gods from the world of heaven and earth. He has been there several times before.
After that, he relaxed his surveillance on Tang Ping.
Tang Ping's acting skills were good during this period. From time to time he went to the woods to set traps, and he was often upset because he had no harvest.
The lame technique made people laugh. He dug a hole, buried sharp wood and waited for prey, but he actually managed to capture a wild boar.
Looks like a really lucky guy.
Ten days later.
Chang Dao Liu went to the ghost market. When he walked into the woods covered with thick fog, he suddenly turned around and jumped into the water.
Wow!
This is the entrance to the ghost market.
Outside, under the shade of the trees, there is a faint gaze.
This is Tang Ping who uses the moon-covering method to become invisible.
This is not an invisibility technique, but a concealment of one's figure, which aims to deceive others' perceptions.
"It turns out that the entrance to the ghost market is here."
Tang Ping made a mental note.
After a while, Chang Dao Liu came out again.
This guy pretends to buy something, but is actually hunting for treasure.
I saw him riding on the paper horse and running to another part of the mountain stream.
Passing through dense forests, we came to a cliff.
Changdao Liu stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the mountain wall at his feet.
The blood moon is full, and the blood light shines on the cliff. You can clearly see the moss and weeds on the cliff as well as the wildly growing vines.
Nothing at all?
Click, click, click...
At this time, Changdao Liu felt his feet tighten.
He saw the vines tightly wrapped around his feet, and the Yin force attached to them prevented him from using the wall-penetrating method to break free.
"not good!"
Changdao Liu Qi didn't know that he was trapped in a trap, but he still had undue greed. He drew out the beheading ghost head knife and was about to cut off the vines.
boom!
A fireball flew from the side.
The fireball was the size of a human head, green and cold, and suddenly hit his back.
The cold flames burned him to pieces.
"Who? Who is it?"
Chang Dao Liu looked up to the sky and roared angrily, his blue-gray face filled with dark energy.
Kaka... the vines broke inch by inch.
There was another fireball, and countless vines were climbing up.
Even if it is blocked, the sparks will still be harmful. It's even more impossible not to block it.
Soon, Changdao Liu's soul body festered and was about to be extinguished.
When it went out, he saw a man walking slowly.
The black and white patterns on this man's face slowly disappeared.
This person is... Tang Ping?
"Hey, why did you provoke me?"
"You...hadn't...said...earlier..."
Chang Dao Liu almost vomited out the old blood.
Why don't you say anything if you are so strong?
Moreover, he attacked secretly and pretended to be a peasant, shamelessly...
With full of regret, Changdao Liu died.
He was just an executioner during his lifetime, and after his death he became an evil spirit with evil spirit. Unfortunately, he was not as good as a real ghost cultivator, let alone an underground master.
His whereabouts had long been exposed under Tang Ping's nose.
Tang Ping took away Chang Dao Liu's Ghost Tou Dao and found miscellaneous items on his body.
A will-o'-the-wisp destroyed the corpse and wiped out all traces.
Write a few big words on the spot.
"The murderer will be buried with two thousand stones!"
